Death at the bar

Listen drunkards to the story I tell
There’s evil in a place where there’s whiskey to sell
When down the whiskey road you’ve traveled to far
Drunkards you’ll meet death at the bar

Why the misery of death in sin
When Jesus is pleading for your soul to win
If down the whiskey road you travel to far
Drunkards you’ll meet death at the bar

This story I’ll tell about one who died
The bar he had gone for whiskey to buy
The poisonous drink has weaken his heart
When poor drunkard he died at the bar

There’s coming a time you’ll have to face
The great day of judgment then what will you say
The whiskey on you has left a scar
Drunkard you’ll meet death at the bar